Lml - Eli Sostre

Holding on to all the things that you said

Early morning and my message is read

I won’t paint a pretty picture instead

You probably thinkin' that I’m better off dead

Book a ticket, I went straight to the west

I ain’t even make a name yet, but they thought I was next

Had a concert with the homies, ain’t no name on the text

Nowadays it ain’t no we 'cause it’s just me and these checks, okay

Tables turn, huh, let it burn, huh

It’s my turn, huh, they gon' learn, yeah

Twenty— buck-fifty what I earned, yeah

In the cut like buck fifties, they gon' burn ya

Yeah, I don’t what they turned up

Niggas broke but spending all their time turning up

We had lust we fuckin' up the furniture

Niggas talkin' on me, I ain’t heard of ya

All this shit, it come and goes

Do you really love me?

I don’t know

You confessing on the phone

You keep on tellin' me you don’t wan' leave me lonely

All this shit, it come and goes

Do you really love me?

I don’t know

You confessing on the phone

You keep on tellin' me you don’t wan' leave me lonely

Mama told me to be careful 'cause the world wild

My girl pregnant, 'bout to have my first child

I’m a man about my shit so I’ma hold it down

Brand new Tesla X, we got that shit to roll around

I hate driving but I’m pulling up

Just to let lil' mama know what’s up

Elo with me, know he keep it in the tuck

Run this business only by the tinted trucks

All this shit, it come and goes

Do you really love me?

I don’t know

You confessing on the phone

You keep on tellin' me you don’t wan' leave me lonely

All this shit, it come and goes

Do you really love me?

I don’t know

You confessing on the phone

You keep on tellin' me you don’t wan' leave me lonely